|Newspaper Title||Australian Town and Country Journal (Sydney, NSW : 1870 - 1907)|
|Trove Title||Found Out|
CHAPTER V. -» ¿j
To ride, to run, to raufe, to roar,
To always spend and never spare ; , ?>
I wot, an' he were the king liimsel, .!, Of gold and fee he mot be bare. -
','For Heaven's sake, say something' amusirjg !' said Mrs. Vivien, addressing indifferently -tht dozen or so of men and womon:who sat round thc drawing-room fire one evening a couple of hourE
after dinner. . .......
, "I will," said Lord Dolly, opening his mouth instantly; ' " A- man throw a stone at a she-wolf; and hit his mother-in-law, > whereupon he re- marked, 'Not so badi' .This comes direct"to us from the acients." , ; .
" Listen,"'said. Lady: Becky, when some^laugh ter had subsided, ?M will tell you something, too. The widow of a fireworks maker wished to place-a suitable epitaph on his tomb, and haunted the surrounding churchyards in search of a hint. She found at last an inscription above an eminent sculptor that exactly suited her taste, and with a slight alteration. caused it to be inscribed on the marble.. And, this ishow it ran??;, 'He has gone to a place where, alone his ^rerworks can be ex-
,'iNot s"o good as mother-in-law," said'Major Beaumont, holding his head in both hands in his effort to extract ., an, idea, "but I . know a story-^-r" . ,, '*,".'
" Without middle, beginning, qr "tail!" i said Mrs. Vivien, cutting, him short, but there is one story I should like to hear"-she glanced round as - if to . make sure that no one present was con- cerned in it-"only, unluckily, there's not a soul here whoknows it !"- ' r\ -
" What is- the story ?" said the only outsider present, a .? man who had driven 20 miles to dine and stay the night, and who felt himself well re- warded for his trouble. . V \ '.' i
" Are you not playing billiards with the rest ?" said-Mrs. Vivien,, dropping her cold eyes on him as he sat-in tho . background ; "but since you live in the neighborhood you may know all about it -what happened- in the-fencing-room hero; and why our host shuns it ?" - ? . <? - ????> .
. " Yes^I - know it," said Geoffrey Langworthy, slówly, " but it is not a pretty tale, and you wpuld not "thank me for telling it your Besides., Dashwood- might comë in at any moment-br his ¡daughter." ? . .
" She has gong to bed with a headache,", said Mrs. Vivien, " andino earthly power would bring him out of the billiard-room before midnight. It is -now .just ll-and we are-all waiting!" she added, as sho put both arms comfortably behind
The other women had also composed themselves
to listen, and the nro of bright ; eyes turned upon
him might have discomposed a more accomplished man of ¡the world than Geoffroy. -
" Choér up, old chap !" said Lord N oil, encourag- ingly, "they'll all be aBloep in two minutes they ,.only .want to; get a.heauty-sleop for a ohange!" ,.v¿.
\ «' But \vli«© m. I. to - begin, i" mu m; imS'>
worthy, helplessly ; "with tho old friendship be- tween tho two men, or with *what-happened on a certain day upstairs ?" ,
"Begin from the very "beginning," said Mrs. Vivien, turning upon him compelling eyes that scattered his wits, then forced him to pick them up again on the spot. '
" They were old friends and neighbors'" began Mr. Langworthy, feebly; "had been at school together, seen life together, travelled everywhere
in each other's company, and at last came home' to settle down only a few miles apart-only one brought home a wife"
" His name ?" said Lady Becky. "Fitzhugh."
"Ah! she said, slowly, " I remember part of the story now-go on."
" She was very lovely, and of Spanish blood, and the friendship between the two men was as unbroken as ever ; but it was well known that Mrs. Fitzhugh did all in her power to keep them apart, and that she would neither visit Mullinger Dashwood in his own house, nor receive him in her husband's."
Mr. Langworthy turned with a start, for some one had entered ; but it was only Mr. Velasquez, who took up an attitude Cf listening a little way off, leaning his elbow against a tall majolica jar, evincing no curiosity in the tale.
" I don't Eke talking about a fellow in his own house,"broke out.Langworthy, abruptly5 "but there is nothing but good to be told Of this one in the story, and he behaved splendidly all through -as everybody thought, excepting,. Mrs. iitz hugh." ;
"But that comes later," said Mrs. Vivien, im- patiently; "you left off where Mrs. Fitzhugh came, home, and tried to make the men quarrel she couldn't have been a very wonderful woman or she would have done it."
(TO BE CONTINUED.